Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free
Chapter 101: Why Do You Always Bully Me (9)

Chapter 101: Chapter 101: Why Do You Always Bully Me (9)

"Mr. Fu... I... I can walk by myself."

Fu Nancheng didn’t pay her any attention, lightly pursed his thin lips, and placed her on the rear seat.

He got on the car right after, and the driver quickly started the car, speeding away in an instant.

He adjusted the air conditioning to a higher temperature, then lowered the partition inside the car and turned to look at the woman beside him.

Qiao Mo was wrapped in a blanket with her head down, shivering alternately between cold and warmth, feeling altogether uncomfortable, her eyelids perpetually drooping, overwhelmed by sleepiness.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, speaking softly, "Don’t sleep, we’ll be home soon."

Qiao Mo looked up at him. Perhaps she was too tired, for she leaned into his embrace without saying a word.

The water stains were still dripping down from her body, not much, but her clothes were all wet after all.

Looking at the watermarks on the seat, Qiao Mo spoke softly, "I got the seat wet..."

Following her gaze, Fu Nancheng looked down slightly, his chin brushing against her cheek, and said slowly, "How did you get it wet?"

His voice was low, carrying a hint of ambiguity, his eyes glimmered with a light smile.

Qiao Mo mumbled softly, sleepily, "Because I’m wet, so I got it wet."

He lightly bit her earlobe, whispering, "Where are you wet? I’ll check."

It took Qiao Mo a few seconds to react until his large hand landed restlessly on her thigh, and she realized, her face flushing red up to her ears instantly.

"I... I mean my body is wet..." Qiao Mo tried to explain.

"That’s what I meant too," Fu Nancheng said casually, his dark gaze resting on her face, "Otherwise... what did you think I was talking about?"

"I..." Qiao Mo’s cheeks flushed, wanting to explain but feeling she was making things worse, her face turning red as she dared not speak.

More than ten minutes later, they arrived back at Nanshan Villa.

Qiao Mo had just opened the car door when the man picked her up again, striding back into the house.

"Mr. Fu... I can manage myself." Qiao Mo spoke softly, but it was, once again, to no avail.

Fu Nancheng placed her in the bathroom, saying somewhat worriedly, "Hurry up and come out."

Qiao Mo nodded, not saying anything.

More than ten minutes later, Qiao Mo finished her shower but realized she forgot to take her pajamas. As soon as she got back, he had thrown her directly into the bedroom.

Wrapped in a towel, she hesitated, opening the bathroom door just a crack, peeking out quietly, "Mr. Fu?"

The empty room offered no response. Qiao Mo hesitated again and called, "Fu Nancheng?"

"Nanny Wang?"

"Is anyone here?"

Qiao Mo closed the door again, feeling somewhat frustrated.

There were few servants at Nanshan Villa, and generally, they were not allowed to come to the second floor unless permitted by Fu Nancheng.

Qiao Mo let out a small sigh, her gaze falling on a set of cobalt-blue men’s pajamas on the cabinet.

A few minutes later, Qiao Mo came out of the bathroom wearing an oversized set of men’s pajamas. The top was fine, just a bit big, but the trousers were slightly ridiculous, overly long and bunched up at her ankles, occasionally falling down as she walked.

Qiao Mo’s head felt dizzy, and her steps were somewhat unsteady.

"Miss Qiao, this is ginger tea to ward off the cold."

As Qiao Mo reached the living room, a servant brought her a bowl of ginger tea.

Qiao Mo couldn’t help rolling her eyes; wasn’t there no one just now...